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“To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.”
When we associate ourselves with bad people or maintain substandard relationships, we are told to separate from them. Why not use this same concept if you’re stuck in an environment that’s detrimental to your healing process?
If I can remain guarded, I can retain control.
This is very unhealthy behavior, but we sonetimes fibd ourselves doibg this. I know I have.
for someone like me, a distraction is vital to keep from self-annihilation. From showing the world how obscure and inadequate my heart truly feels.
sometimes you can love a person who is entirely wrong for you.
“It’s taking a fragment of time to get away in order to retrieve a moment of tranquility.”
“Escapism,”
“Healing means moving on. Healing means letting go.”
Sometimes the better choice to make is not always the right choice. Because as humans, our hearts are fueled by desire and when the better choice comes with a madness so beautiful, so reckless, so magnetic, the only thing we know how to do is cross boundaries and break rules to get acquainted with the force that breathes life back into us.
Words that allow him to wake up knowing that even when he doesn’t feel his best inside, there’s someone in this world who’s always going to choose to see the best in him. That’s what love is. Platonically and intimately.
The world is filled with people striving to feel something, to be someone, hoping their contributions will make them feel worthy—yet, in reality, many still struggle to find that worth within themselves.”
“even diamonds bear imperfections. Life is made of many short-lived moments. I get it. Sometimes pain is enduring but happiness is too. Life is a mixture of both.”
even the most perfect things in life are flawed.”
A flawed life allows us to connect authentically with one another. Experience what it means to be vulnerable.”
when fate and desire collide, a multitude of opportunities expose themselves.
Here’s the truth about my beliefs with time. It’s simple—I don’t believe time makes anything better. I think time offers us small periods to forget the pain and small windows that trigger us to remember what caused it. I despise when people say time heals everything. Because it doesn’t. You do not heal. You cope. You patch the pain with a band-aid.
Maybe the walls were supposed to break and come tumbling down. Perhaps this was my chance to rebuild, repurpose, and remind myself even broken things can be fixed in the midst of chaos.
sometimes it’s hard to find strength when you’re loaded with pain, hard to find light in a situation that feels dark and disastrous.
I’ve spent my life letting go without really facing my pain. My pain has been a bully, a monster lurking in a half-open closet. It’s twisted beautiful moments, turning flowers into nightmares. It’s kept me from committing, held me hostage in fear of disappointment. My fears have held me back from truly living and feeling. If I continue to let them control me, they will only keep me from the freedom I sought and found with Mars.
